As she pondered, she accidentally bumped into Fahai's body.
She rubbed her forehead and looked up at him.
Unbeknownst to her, Fahai had already stopped.
"Beauty?"
Fahai chuckled, "This counts as beauty?"
"She's nothing but a promiscuous and scheming woman."
Before he finished speaking, his gaze, like a probing hand, swept up and down Shi Feixuan.
She felt his audacious gaze and frowned slightly.
What did he want to do?
Just then, Fahai spoke.
"If it were you, Miss, this humble monk might have been moved at the very first step."
The first step?
Shi Feixuan was stunned for a moment.
When was the first step?
She was immediately overcome with shame and indignation, letting out a low cry, her cheeks flushed, and thrusting her sword straight at Fahai.
Fahai naturally wouldn't fall for it, he sidestepped, retreated a few steps, then burst into laughter, shouting loudly in the street.
"The Saintess of Cihang Jingzhai is going to kill her husband!"
"Murdering her husband!"
"Lecher!" Shi Feixuan was furious and ashamed, too angry to speak.
However, Fahai's wild shouts made her hesitant to act, and she could only leave with suppressed anger.
Fahai watched her retreating figure, smiling as he saw her off, then turned and walked away.
The most effective way to deal with such self-righteous people was to act shamelessly.
He slowly made his way back to the private room in Drunken Immortal Inn.
Xu Fengnian and Old Huang were startled, then showed knowing smiles, looking at Fahai with a hint of teasing.
"Where's Lin Xian'er?"
"Why are you back so soon?"
"Lin Xian'er is dead."
"What?"
Both were stunned, exchanging glances, full of confusion.
Fahai's tone was calm.
"I killed her."
"Amazing!" Xu Fengnian gave a thumbs up, his face full of admiration.
"She was a peerless beauty, and you could still do it?"
"However, you're probably in trouble now."
Although he was not a profligate son, he was extremely intelligent.
With Lin Xian'er's death, the biggest suspect was undoubtedly Fahai.
Fahai and she had a serious disagreement, and there were many witnesses in Drunken Immortal Inn at the time.
Almost everyone would immediately think of Fahai.
Such a situation was bound to cause a huge stir!
At that time, everyone's attention would be focused on him.
Even if it wasn't his doing, countless eyes would be fixed on him.
Moreover, it was indeed his handiwork.
At that time, there would certainly be a continuous stream of troubles.
Who knows how many people would vow to seek justice for their goddess.
It might even alarm the local government to intervene in the investigation.
All in all, the matter had become extremely tricky.
It would definitely cause a huge shock!
Thinking of these consequences, Xu Fengnian felt annoyed.
"How about we slip away first?"
Fahai calmly shook his head, "No need to worry."
After speaking, he peacefully fell asleep.
It seemed he had no concerns about what might happen.
Seeing this, Xu Fengnian no longer bothered.
If he himself wasn't anxious, why should he trouble himself?
"Old Huang, sleep!"
Soon, snores echoed in the private room.
The next morning.
A piercing scream came from Lin Xian'er's residence!
Soon after, the news of Lin Xian'er's death spread rapidly.
Eventually, it caused a huge uproar!
Many Jianghu people sighed endlessly and were deeply saddened!
"Miss Xian'er is dead!"
"How tragic!"
"She died disheveled and was no longer a virgin."
"Miss Xian'er died so tragically!"
Many Jianghu men and women mourned from the bottom of their hearts.
These people had always regarded Lin Xian'er as an idol.
Now that she had met such an end, everyone naturally found it hard to accept.
"Damn it! Who did such a thing!"
"If I find out who harmed Miss Xian'er, I will kill him with my own hands!"
"Tear that beast into a thousand pieces!"
Some had red eyes, roaring to the sky, looking pained.
Others were full of anger, holding sharp blades, ready for a fight to the death.
"Who!"
"Who on earth killed Miss Xian'er!"
The Jianghu crowd was furious and buzzing with discussion.
Some were already preparing to stand up for Lin Xian'er.
Just then, someone suddenly said: "I remember, Miss Xian'er met with Fahai yesterday."
"By the time, she was murdered last night."
"Fahai had just gone to see her, and then she died!"
"If not him, who else could be the murderer!"
"It's indeed that Demon Monk!"
"That Demon Monk has always been ruthless and indiscriminately kills innocent people! It must have been his doing!"
"That Demon Monk spoke harshly to Miss Xian'er in Drunken Immortal Inn before, and this time he even brutally killed her!"
"Hateful! Truly hateful!"
"We must make Fahai pay the price!"
When the suspicion pointed towards Fahai, although no one had explicitly stated they would personally seek revenge, the atmosphere was already tense.
The crowd's anger did not diminish, but surged even more fiercely.
"Report to the officials!"
"Let the authorities step in and arrest that Demon Monk!"
It sounded a bit absurd; a group of Jianghu heroes, to avenge their goddess, dared not act themselves.
Instead, they wanted to rely on the power of the government!
It was the first time Jianghu people had actively sought out officials!
It was truly an eye-opener.
As soon as the words fell, someone loudly responded:
"Yes, report to the officials!"
"Ask the imperial court to act, arrest the Demon Monk, and eliminate the scourge!"
Inside Six Doors.
Wuqing sat in her wheelchair, calmly putting down the secret report in her hand.
"Fahai killed Lin Xian'er?"
"And it's said he first defiled her then killed her?"
"Is this... true?"
The subordinate standing beside her immediately replied.
"Reporting to Milady, this matter is very likely true."
"According to witnesses in Drunken Immortal Inn, they personally saw Fahai and Lin Xian'er arguing yesterday."
"That day, Fahai publicly accused Lin Xian'er of misconduct in front of everyone."
"He even said that marrying her would only lead to him being cuckolded."
"Because of this, Green Demon Hand Yi Ku had a conflict with Fahai and was killed by a punch on the spot."
"Everyone in Drunken Immortal Inn witnessed this scene; there is no falsehood."
"Additionally, someone also saw Fahai go to meet Lin Xian'er last night."
"All of these have witnesses, and the evidence is conclusive."
"Therefore, Fahai is very likely the murderer."
Upon hearing this, Wuqing nodded gently, her eyes gradually becoming serious.
Although she had always admired Fahai and intended to recruit him into Six Doors.
But if Fahai was truly someone who indiscriminately killed innocent people.
Then she would never again consider him joining.
Lin Xian'er was a citizen of Great Ming, and the crime scene was also within Great Ming's territory.
Naturally, Six Doors had the right to intervene in this case and investigate.
Lin Xian'er had a great reputation, died tragically, and may have been violated before her death.
This matter had far exceeded the scope of an ordinary murder case.
No matter what, the truth must be uncovered!
"Gather personnel and head to Drunken Immortal Inn."
Wuqing gave the order, preparing to personally visit Drunken Immortal Inn to ascertain the truth.
At this time, in the private room of Drunken Immortal Inn.
Fahai only slowly woke up when the sky brightened.
However, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a face reflected in his pupils.
"Holy crap!"
Fahai blurted out.
"Isn't it a bit much for you to stare at me like this?"
He looked closely and found that the person was Shi Feixuan.
His tone immediately carried a hint of displeasure.
Shi Feixuan didn't mind.
"You can still sleep?"
"Why can't I sleep? Not only am I sleeping now, I plan to sleep until noon! There's still one precept unbroken in the Eight Precepts, so I might as well break it this time!"
The seventh of the Eight Precepts is to refrain from sitting or lying on high, grand beds.
It means to exercise moderation in enjoyment and not be lazy.
Hmph, I'll deliberately not keep this one.
I'll sleep until noon, get a good rest, and break it!
After speaking, Fahai ignored Shi Feixuan, closed his eyes, and re-entered his dreams.
The sun hung high in the sky, and Fahai slowly opened his eyes, stretching lazily.
